Hey everyone! We’re back after a short hiatus. Cheryl hasn’t been feeling very good and it definitely affected her speech. She’s much better now and still a pistol. In this chapter, we pretty much catch everyone up on her experiences while we were away. Handling multiple people at a party, going to the doctor for tests, her hearing and the idea of going back to speech therapy.
November 13, 2015 at 6:07 am
It’s so great to hear from you all!!!
(I admit I was getting a little concerned.)
(Thank you for your promise to not leave us hanging again.)
That’s great that Cheryl has gained two pounds, and that her brain is generating the proper eating hormone.
Very interesting about how Cheryl’s “tuning out” for a second or two is not a stroke (that’s good), but possibly a petite mal seizure. I hadn’t heard of that term before (only gran mal seizure, which I assume is about the opposite).
Also fascinating how her symptoms would make more sense if she was left-handed. My (late) dad used to tell us kids how he was born left handed, but forced at an early age by his father to do everything right-handed (yes, including writing!) so he would be “normal”. (Yes, his father was a real bastard from what I hear [he died young, before I was born].) Most people never knew my dad was intrinsically left handed. I wonder if Cheryl could have been born semi-left-handed, but convinced at a very early age (that she doesn’t remember) to be right-handed?
I don’t want to get in the middle on the speech therapy argument, but I must say I thought Cheryl was sounding quite good! Both in terms of being able to understand what she said, as well as how her personality/humor was revealed by the content of what she was saying (“Does Anyone” [in response to her not wanting to be this way anymore], “Is that yoru professional opinion? Do I have to pay you for that?”).
Speaking of leg pain, I did a lot of walking in Chicago Sunday and my legs have been hurting all this week (they normally don’t). I feel like such a wimp… I mean it wasn’t THAT much more than my normal semi-weekly three-mile walk. I strongly suspect it is actually all the stairs at all the train, EL, and subway stations I went up and down. (Whereas my normal walks here in the ‘burbs I don’t go up or down any stairs.) So perhaps it is the same way for Cheryl. (Though she is anything but obese, as I am, so perhaps not.)
Look forward to next week’s update!
November 26, 2015 at 9:23 pm
Cheryl my dearest and most treasured friend. I love you so much! With that being said although your speech is much better from when we last spoke, I have to agree with Manny on the speech therapy. I think it could open up so many more wonderful doors for you honey. I know how stubborn you can be (LOL!) but if you look at it from a different perspective I think you will see the benefits you can gain from it. I hope we get to talk again really soon! Love you so much and I miss you with all my heart!